Ye Huanhuan looked at the man beside her in disbelief, her eyes welling up with tears.
She thought that Tang Yi was completely disappointed in her.
She thought that Tang Yi would leave her.
She thought that Tang Yi would never appear in front of her again.
But she guessed wrong.
She underestimated Tang Yi's feelings for her; she wasn't wrong about him!
She looked up at Tang Yi and asked, "Why?"
His eyes seemed to hold a thousand unspoken words.
Why did we come?
Why say these things in front of everyone?
Don't you really mind?
You don't mind that I'm carrying someone else's child?
Tang Yi looked at Ye Huanhuan, and said, seriously and meticulously, word by word:
"Because you are my woman."
His tone was firm, domineering, and tinged with annoyance.
At that moment, Ye Huanhuan felt as if the world had stopped, and it was as if fireworks were exploding in her ears, causing a roar in her mind.
Song Lin looked at the two people in front of him with a complicated expression, his eyes revealing an unspeakable pain and despair.
Suddenly, he gave a self-deprecating smile, as if mocking his own foolishness and powerlessness.
"I lost... Heh... I lost..."
He muttered to himself, his voice low and hoarse, as if he had lost all his strength.
He gave up struggling, like a defeated rooster, and slumped to the ground, letting his hands hang down, allowing the blood from his wrists to drip down.
Tang Yi instructed his assistant, Zhao, who was standing beside him, "Call an ambulance."
Assistant Zhao glanced disdainfully at Song Lin ahead and replied, "Young Master, he's already been called."
Tang Yi, with a cold face, nodded slightly, took Ye Huanhuan's hand, and prepared to get back into the car.
Ye Huanhuan didn't leave, but looked at Song Lin.
At this moment, Song Lin was sitting on the ground in a disheveled state, his eyes glazed over, and his face covered in tears.
Ye Huanhuan took a deep breath, calmed herself down, and then slowly said:
"Song Lin, you should have your own life. Don't dwell on the past anymore; only then can you start anew. What's missed is missed, and no matter how much you regret it, it won't change anything."
Song Lin looked up at Ye Huanhuan, his eyes filled with pain and regret. He choked back tears and said:
"Starting over, how easy is that? Heh...heh..." His laughter was full of bitterness and helplessness.
Ye Huanhuan turned her head away from Song Lin, and tightly grasped Tang Yi's hand as they got into the car together.
Shortly after, an ambulance arrived and took the distraught Song Lin away. The live stream ended, and the onlookers dispersed, finally bringing this farce to a close.
In the car, Assistant Zhao was focused on driving, but inwardly he couldn't help but complain:
This is truly an eye-opener! The young master seems like such a repressed pervert, yet he's into married women! Not only that, but this woman is pregnant with her ex-husband's child, and he's even willing to take her in. He's the ultimate simp, no wonder no one has been able to win him over all these years. His taste is truly exceptional!
The atmosphere in the back row was silent and tense.
Not long after, Tang Yi leaned in and kissed Ye Huanhuan's lips fiercely. This kiss was domineering, unreasonable, and forceful.
He relentlessly plundered and conquered her mouth, as if only in this way could he vent his dissatisfaction and resentment.
Ye Huanhuan tried to escape, but Tang Yi's strong hand pressed firmly against her head, making it impossible for her to resist.
She could only make sobbing sounds to express her refusal.
Ignoring everything else, Tang Yi bit her lip as punishment, causing Ye Huanhuan to burst into tears from the pain.
Not to be outdone, Ye Huanhuan retaliated, and soon, the taste of blood filled their mouths. Tang Yi gasped in pain before releasing Ye Huanhuan.
"Why?"
Why did you lie to me!
His eyes were red, and there was a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth. He looked at Ye Huanhuan, his hoarse voice filled with grievance and anger.
Ye Huanhuan's lips were red and swollen from Tang Yi's kisses, but she wasn't angry at all. She calmly looked at Tang Yi and said:
"Thank you, Tang Yi."
Thank you for helping me out of that predicament. Thank you for showing up.
"You know perfectly well that's not what I want to hear!"
Tang Yi was furious. He wanted nothing more than to pin Ye Huanhuan down and take her again and again, but reason told him he couldn't.
Veins bulged on his forehead as he suppressed his boundless rage and asked, word by word, "I want to know, why did you lie to me!"
Seeing Tang Yi's expression, Ye Huanhuan suddenly felt a pang of guilt. She lowered her eyes, unsure how to answer him.
Seeing Ye Huanhuan remain silent, Tang Yi couldn't help but ask again, "At the villa, you rejected me. Was it because you were pregnant?"
Ye Huanhuan responded with a soft "Mmm".
Tang Yi: "Is this also the reason why you refuse to take medicine when you have a cold?"
"Um."
Tang Yi took a deep breath and continued to ask, "Since you are pregnant with your ex-husband's child, why are you unwilling to go back to him?"
Ye Huanhuan paused for a moment, then replied, "Because... I discovered that I've fallen in love with a man named Tang Yi."
Tang Yi's heart tightened, his eyes flashed, and he asked again, "Anything else?"
Ye Huanhuan looked up, her gaze falling on Tang Yi's sharply defined, handsome face. As if having made up her mind, she said:
"Because the child in my belly is not Song Lin's."
After saying this, Ye Huanhuan breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time felt a strange sense of ease.
Upon hearing this, Tang Yi's pupils dilated instantly. He stared intently at Ye Huanhuan, seemingly doubting his ears, and even raised his voice a few decibels:
"What did you say?"
Ye Huanhuan winked at Tang Yi and repeated, "I said, the child in my belly is not Song Lin's."
Tang Yi's Adam's apple bobbed, his face filled with disbelief.
If it's not Song Lin's, then whose is it?
Tang Yi instantly recalled everything that had happened between the two of them in the hotel. He could hardly believe it, and his mood was like a rollercoaster. One second he was in great pain and couldn't accept this fact, but in order to keep Ye Huanhuan, he had no choice but to accept the child.
The next second, Ye Huanhuan told him that the child was not Song Lin's.
Why did Ye Huanhuan pull this stunt?
When Assistant Zhao, who was driving in front, heard the news, he was clearly more shocked than Tang Yi.
What kind of mess is this?
This is so melodramatic!
If the child isn't this woman's ex-husband's, then whose is it?
Could it be that this woman is a sea queen, and she has other men?
"Could it be..."
Tang Yi shifted his gaze to Ye Huanhuan's lower abdomen and asked cautiously, "Is this child... mine?"
It sounded like a question, yet also like a statement.
Ye Huanhuan nodded gently.
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